In Love

I wrote this when I was 16, in love for the first time and just not understanding of the ways of the world, of suffering and strife.  It made me feel like I was being spoken to by some thing beyond me and that it was a lesson to remember.  So I give these words to you.  May they fill you with the hope and joyous sense of wonder I found myself paralyzed with as a teenager when I reread it nearly nightly.  

Before God and myself, I tell my story

Before my heart and my soul, I give leeway

Before this earth and it’s creatures, I hold court

I request a boon, a favor if you must

I ask only for forgiveness because it is necessary

I request love because it has all we have lost

In love there is faith, beautiful, glorious, blind faith

In love there is hope, a prayer for happiness beyond earthly confines

In love there is tolerance, differences matter not in it’s face

In love there is joy, an entity as elusive as wind, coming and going at it’s own pleasure

In love there is life, a gift we have forgotten to treat as such

In love there is beauty undeniable to the point of ensuing blindness

In love there is sorrow, without which the beauty does not exist

In love there is the essence of hell tempered by the breath of heaven

In love there is chaos, free as a bird, destructive as fear

In love there is peace, what we truly crave

In love is what I truly ask, don’t fear it’s gain, be terrified of it’s loss

So just be      In Love.